I would like you to die this
moment, before the glares and sneers
and prejudices can find you and
drag you out to the dawn, seething;
before their greedy fangs dig blood
on the flesh of your back; I would like you
to die and become a sacred memory,
a phantom fragrance, a summer night
dream I can hide in the darkest
spires of my eyes... I would
like you to die in my arms - still
warm, unscathed, pure.
...
11 comments:
n seems like u like dark nights, cold clouds, fuzzy lights and sheets of rain, 'la mystere'.....n perhaps the half hidden streets of the heart.....
P.S. Well yes i Love fall...the golden leaves, the soft sun kissing the silken breeze...but then again stormy nights r on a close run!
nice~!!!!!!!!
purnita: actually, i don't know... not sure what i like any more. fall hurts me, it's like the sharp pain you get when you look at the sunset sky. rains comfort.
priyanka: why thank you!
wow pretty strong...and even tho its kinda scary in a way...i love it!!
elokeshi: haha, makes you jealous doesn't it?
why am i: i'm sometimes fascinated by the obsessive face of love, true. thank you though.
by the way, i guess everyone has the maturity to understand that the first person in a piece of writing doesn't always have to be the authorial voice. for those who will probably fail to even register the meaning of the sentence i just wrote, i really cannot help.
u kno the way i interpreted it it seemed like a woman askin her new born to die coz nothin is as unscathed a new born baby..
i kno i sound like a psycho but thats how i interpreted it
akanksha: wow, that's quite some interpretation! never thought about it, but i like it. immensely. not because i completely agree but because it fits in eerily. gives me a completely new perspective of my own writing. wow.
the poem was written more from a female chauvinist point of view actually, if you can imagine such a concept. it has nothing to do with the "social context" of reality, of course. reality sucks. i have nothing ever to do with it.
tiny black cat:
*grins widely*
and here i thought i was all psycho thinkin abt killin lil babies but seems like sayan was thinkin the same thing
*feels less pycho*
and yeah people smhow giv the writer a new perspective to llok at their own work...
sayan: r u just tryin to steal my profound idea!!
oh its u! blown away by this one...
almost perfect for somethin i always felt n wished cud put in words
... a poem i came across
i told them... after i read this poem to my freinds...
its beautiful
n it will stay with me
Beautiful beyond words.I love ur word-selection!
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